The Coffee House Hotline

Seven.

Clark | Melina

A/N: a lill heads up, Clark and Melina have been talking for a month now.

"Hello welcome to The Coffee House hotline. This is Mel—"

"I wish I was crossed eye, so I could see you twice."

"Your lucky that I don't get irritated easily. If it weren't me, you'd be 6 feet down by now."

"Ouch, that hurt."

"I'm glad it did. What's your order today?"

"A lemon iced refresher. Same address."

"Want me to write my dearest, Clarice or my love, Clarice."

"Nah, its fine."

"Then that'll be 5.32."

"Wanna play 21 question?"

"Are you a kid."

"Hey!"

"I would love to but lets cut it to 5 questions."

"Yea sure. You start first."

"Er, favourite sport?"

"Football. Okay, are you a virgin?"

" *sigh* should've seen that coming. Why do you boys like to always ask that."

"What? We're just curious okay. We can't just bring this up in a random conversation can we."

"Yes. How bout you?"

"Me, virgin? Nahh."

"Can tell,"

"Are you a sport or a cheerleader girl?"

"None, i used to be in my school's cheerleading team but I decided to quit."

"Why?"

"That I assume is your third question."

"Yea yea,"

"So basically, I just didn't fit in there you know? I was that reserved quite type will my other group members were those party, outgoing freaks."

"I see, so what did you pick up then after you left?"

"That's your fourth I assume too. I joined my school's softball team."

"I see, your multi talented."

"I sucked. Anyways I got to go. Your coffee should come any moment. Bye!"

"Bye Mel."

-call ended-